Five Stages

"Wow, you're really attached to me," he joked, fiddling to try and get us untangled, whilst I stayed firm on his solid chest, being forced to inhale the musky scent that belonged to the repulsive boy. "You just can't get enough of me can you, Elliot?"
"Your ego, Allen, is really big for someone who doesn't seem to have a dick," I replied, giving him a smug, almost condescending look of innocence. "I can't feel anything."

"I'm a male, writing this from a female perspective..." and that, my friend, is why I am on wattpad. Taking a regular fairytale, and turning it into something incredibly different and unexpected. Nice juan m8.